smash_logs | What time is it? DORM LOG TIME.

Who:

sumabura_gakuen
What: Dorm hijinks and etc. Whatever you want.
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond. Do what you need! ✩
When: April 30 - May 15
Warnings: I wrote 'hijinks'. That should explain everything.

Ripped off the last one: Basically, here's what this is: we all know our characters experience downtime after classes and their busy schedules, and this is a good portal for those kinds of miscellaneous dorm-shenanigans to take place. Not only does it give your characters the easy chance to meet new people in a laid-back environment but it's a good mechanism for strengthening CR and the like.

Feel free to begin in any way you please! Plan with (a) fellow player(s) if you'd like! Or, set up a thread and wait for characters to bite! Anything and everything is possible. Harrass your least favorite teacher by throwing oranges at their window! Play your favorite survival horror game at night while subjecting your squeamish friends to your dark tastes! Get into a squabble with your next door neighbors about unappreciated late-hour rackets! Confess your love to the girl of your dreams after class is over! It can all be yours if you make a thread. So have at it! Show this log no mercy.

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[Ah. She wondered if that responsibility was the same as being the sort of figure Leader had been. Vianca shrugged her shoulders slightly, lowering her gaze to the hands in her lap.]

It's alright. ... I'm not very good at being a plant.

[Vinnie's expression softened thoughtfully when he heard her words. No plant should have to feel like that, like they weren't good enough - especially a little seedling like her.

He shifted into a cross legged sitting position on the ground, prepared to listen if she needed to talk.

With both concern and curiosity in his voice, he asked:] Why would you say that?

Because it's a fact.

[As far as Vianca was concerned it was. She mulled it over for a moment, but in the end remained silent on any actual reasoning. Noting that he seemed content to stay there for at least a little while, she looked back up at him and turned the subject back to him.]

Why is it your job?

Cuz I'm a Venusaur. That's what it means to be a Venusaur... to protect things.

[Really, his explanation wasn't any more revealing than hers. Things were the way they were just Because. But that's simply what he felt, and believed, and knew in his blood.

Maybe asking her outright wasn't the right approach to understand her. Vinnie scratched his head.]

Sometimes I don't feel that great at it either. Doesn't make anyone less've a plant, s'long as you're doing the best you can.

[A subtle frown formed briefly at the corners of her mouth. Doing the best she could... she wasn't doing a good job at what she thought she was supposed to do, if this conversation was any indication. It would have been better if she had just stayed silent and still in the train, never showing who she was. But... she missed being around other flowers. Ignoring him would have been hard.]

...

I've spent more time this way than that way. I don't remember how to be a Pikmin.

[Simply and firmly, Vinnie looked her in the eye.]

I don't think that's true. I mean, I don't know what being a Pikmin is like, or what it means t'you, but something like that you don't forget just by spending too much time in a human body.

I mean, I spend almost all my time as a human these days. I hardly ever change back, even t'fight or train. But we're never gonna be exactly like other humans, or animals even.

It's not something you need to remember, I think. It's a feeling... it's in our blood, but connected to other plants too. S'just a matter of learning how to listen to it again.

[She stared back without wavering.]

You make it sound simple.

[Vinnie smiled, an encouraging confidence in his eyes.]

Of course it is. It's simple, but not easy. There's a difference.

Nothing is easy.

[Vianca continued her onslaught of staring as impassively as ever, but there was a slight shift in her voice, beginning to sound more distant.]

You have a good understanding of who you are. You should hold on to that.

Not being easy makes it more worthwhile in the end, I guess.

[The tone in her voice sounded more of longing and sadness to Vinnie than coldness or withdrawal. This was a girl who had lost part of herself somewhere, and didn't know how to find it again. What it was, he didn't know - but it was impossible for him to simply leave a young plant to her own devices like that.]

I don't really know how I can help, but... I wanna help you. Would that be al'right?

[That caught her by surprise. Oh no. Someone wanted to help her. Pay attention to and acknowledge her. When had she started to encourage that? She'd messed up again...

Suddenly, and very quickly, Vianca put her walls back into place with a firm shake of her head.]

[That headshake was a bit too defensive for Vinnie to really believe. And he couldn't really bring himself to accept no for an answer - he had already made up his mind, and was much too stubborn to simply walk away.

Maybe he just needed to take things a bit slower.]

Well... seeing how you're my sister's roommate, I'll probably be coming by pretty often anyway. Plus I should check on Cameron sometimes.

So. I'll be around. We can hang out. [He smiled again, wryly. No room for arguments.]

~~Balls.~~

...

[It was readily apparent that there'd be no changing his mind. Well, he could do what he wanted, but that didn't mean she had to be very receptive about the idea. Vianca turned her head, ignoring the idea of hanging out to point out where the bonsai was sitting on her otherwise incredibly empty looking desk.]

[Vinnie's eyes brightened, as though he was meeting an old friend again. Getting up, he walked over to the desk and picked up the bonsai.

He looked pleased as he told Vianca:] She looks like she's doing well.

[And then he proceeded to talk to the tiny tree.]

It's been a while - have you gotten greener? Your leaves still look nice an' glossy. You remember me, right? Chloe, Marley and Valentia miss you. We got a few new kids in my room but they pretty much hog the sunshine cuz they're so huge. Everyone's doing okay - though some of the other flowers from the greenhouse got cut and dried up. It's probably best you stay with Vianca. She's taking good care of you.

[Truth be told, Cameron was who Vianca talked to the most. It was hard to give a fussy plant compliments otherwise.

For now she turned away, letting Vinnie ramble to the little tree to his heart's content. She couldn't help but wonder if perhaps the other names he mentioned were like Sisters to the bonsai and if she missed them too, or if she'd like to see them or... Vianca gathered herself to her feet, quietly going about putting the train and it's controls tucked out of sight and away where they were not troublesome.]

What time is it? DORM LOG TIME.

PLANT DAY (TAKING UP 80% OF OTHER HOLIDAYS)

ST. PLANT'S DAY (THE OTHER HOLIDAYS)

PLANT TUESDAY

PLANT... WEDNESDAY?

SUNDAY, MONDAY, HAPPY PLANTS

FRIDAY, FRIDAY, GOTTA GET PLANTS ON FRIDAY

IT'S JUST ANOTHER MANIC PLANT

FREAKY PLANTDAY

THE PHILOSOPHER'S PLANT

THE CHAMBER OF PLANTS

THE PLANTS OF AZKABAN.

THE GOBLET OF PLANTS

ORDER OF THE PLANTS

THE HALF-PLANT PRINCE

THE PLANTLY HALLOWS